Category Archives: quatrains

All the love, all the hate that bids me sleep, Wakes me to an angry laugh so complete Eyes become bright with victorious song! Sweet sorrow of grace makes me weep and weep. Print Friendly

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Lost cries of ancient song catch in my throat, And take rude birth in the land of my tongue. Mute syllables of pain gasp to denote Spirit longing to again become young. Print Friendly

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Dark is the night until your rising face Dispels this blackness with your joyous grace. Long have we waited for you as the stars Wheel by, at last your rosy cheeks to kiss. Print Friendly

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My idol’s flashing eyes Continue to surprise Me with indifference; How she my love denies! Print Friendly

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Lord and Master, may we Love you more and more, And drown in our longing For the ocean’s far shore. Print Friendly

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Earth is but broken bone Soaked with blood sown From Soul’s ancient desire: Love’s longing will atone. Print Friendly

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All my love, all my pain Is embraced by your name. Each deep and conscious breath Exhales a bit of blame. Print Friendly

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Hafez is the Saqi of wine, Drunk on divine Shirazi dregs. His ghazals are a ruby glass Darvish daily praises and begs. Print Friendly

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Bird, O bird sing Me awake. Song, O song Be my fate. Print Friendly

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